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I once was on a redeye from Ft. Lauderdale to Vegas. There were two German tourists that hadn't bathed in a month, like Germans do. The passengers said, no way in hell are we doing this for five hours. They refused the crews order to leave. The Broward sherrifs came and told them to leave. Nope, they were special people too, everyone had to accept their stink, or so they thought. The Deputies were about to cuff em and the Captain came out and said. "Listen here fellas, I get to determine who flys on my plane, you stink, so you are not on my plane. In five minutes if we don't push off from this gate, we don't go flying, and you have just interfered with an FAA flight plan, that's a felony, you will go to prison. I will make sure of it, Now make your choice."

They almost ran off the plane. Dr. Opoid got what he deserved. I believe three other people also got jounced, they should be celebrated. -Anymouse

But the doctor (who is of Vietnamese birth, not Chinese) didn't stink, and was in no way distinguishable from any other passenger, except for being chosen AT RANDOM to be ordered off the plane. He wasn't doing anything to upset or affect anybody until "the authorities" singled him out, so why WOULDN'T he freak out and say "Why me?" and "No, you can't make me leave!"? And his personal history of being less than a saint has nothing to do with it.

I can't recall the name but there is a charter airline that flies expensive horses around. So we need an inexpensive airline with special handlers, straw on the floor, and loud music to haul the donkey's around. .....Jive Ass Air?

Toad, my buddy flew stretched 767's out of West Palm for the race horse/ cargo line you may be speaking of. Some days they would take 20 horses from Orlando to Saudi Arabia. 18 hours of horses breathing and peeing in an aluminum tube. He said as they would descend all this moisture would condensate and begin to run down the top of the fuselage and make its way into the cockpit, where it would rain horse spit on the crew. They would wear those hats that were little umbrellas on final approach. -Anymouse

Well if you are going to air ship Asses and Donkeys you might need a bomb bay door and a ventilation system, just strap cargo parachutes on the animals and drop them. I can hear the screaming till they hit the ground....harsh options to follow.

Maybe the "aviation police" in this incident were just misinterpreting Mark Twain?

'Anybody else remember Twain's story about the railroad conductors' jingle that invaded his brain, and even proved contagious?"Punch, Brothers! Punch with care! Punch in the presence of the passenjare!"